The Winner is King [Quick Wear]

It took three and a half days for Zhao Junxin and the three to arrive at Luoyang.

By the time we arrived in Luoyang, the sun had already set, so we hurriedly entered Luoyang before the city gates closed.

Zhao Jun is very tired, very tired.

Following the guidance of "kind-hearted people", stay at the most luxurious inn in Luoyang, take a comfortable bath and lie on the bed ready to sleep.

However, the body is too tired, but insomnia, the brain is still active.

In Zhao Junxin's mind, patches of pink and delicate peach blossom forests in the mountains, clusters of pear blossoms as pure and flawless as winter snow, as well as golden **** blossoms in the endless fields, and verdant willows by the river and lake.

The beasts in the mountains are lively, the birds in the sky are comfortable, the pedestrians on the roadside talk and laugh, and the farmers working in the fields sing folk songs...

Unknown mountains, ordinary official roads, and beautiful scenery are deeply imprinted in my mind.

It's interesting to think about it over and over again at this moment.

The so-called inspiration drove Zhao Junxin to get up immediately, he wanted to paint.

The luxurious inn has an elegant study room in addition to a comfortable bedroom.

There is a piece of rice paper on the big mahogany desk, and the pen, ink, paint, and water are also prepared.

The work of Darkguard 1 is very meticulous and its observations are very sharp. The visit of every thing is in the most convenient place, and the ink is also researched just right, so caring.

"I've fallen." Zhao Jun sighed.

It is not that she has never been rich, but it is the first time that she has been taken care of from head to toe.

At first, I was not used to it and felt awkward, but now my life is not so happy.

Come to this world to enjoy besides having fun.

Being served so comfortably and comfortably every day, it feels so comfortable not to do the right thing. It feels so good to be a playboy, and it's no wonder that the children of such a wealthy family don't want to fight at all.

Zhao Jun drew with a brush in his heart, immersed in his own world.

He can obviously feel that this painting is different from the previous ones. There is a picture in his mind, and there is divine help in writing. He doesn't need to think too much, and his hand knows how to paint.

It is rare that it went so smoothly, and what is even more rare is that he is very satisfied with this work before the painting is finished.

Having worked in art, Zhao Junxin certainly understands how unreasonable inspiration is.

Without inspiration, the drawings of Sanshan and Nanyue have been unsatisfactory.

Now only three and a half hours, a five-foot-long and two-foot-wide "Spring in the Mountains and Wilds" has been successfully completed.

Zhao Junxin signed and stamped.

This is definitely the best painting I've done in months.

When the painting is done, put it on the desk to dry, then put it away and wait for it to be framed.

The fish belly was already white outside the window, Zhao Junxin yawned, and drowsiness struck.

Early in the morning, two dark guards appeared.

Because they planned to see the peony festival today, the sun was already high, so they came to call people.

But seeing that Young Master Zhao slept soundly and seeing the magnificent picture scroll on the desk, they knew that Young Master was sleeping late.

They don't know whether to call or not.

Zhao Gongzi has a gentle mood, treats people kindly, and has the demeanor of a benevolent king. They were scolded and punished when they couldn't, and they only thought about how to be good for the master.

"Forget it, I plan to stay in Luoyang until May, some days. It's more important for your son to rest well," said No. 2.

"But the blooming period doesn't wait for anyone?" No. 1 hesitated.

They would have been late, and some early-flowering varieties had already faded. After another day's delay, maybe it's impossible to see which variety. This must be a pity for the son who loves peony.

"then what should we do?"

The two were devastated.

While they were troubled, an uninvited guest came to the door.

The laughter came first before the people arrived, and the rude and heroic laughter came from the bottom of the inn.

The inn's second knocked on the door and knew: "Two, your distinguished guest is here."

The downstairs suddenly became extremely noisy. The No. 2 Dark Guard walked out of the door to check with him. The man had a long beard and was wearing a dark red python suit. His appearance was comparable to that of Zhong Kui.

The wonderful prince of the Jin Dynasty, An Wang, was in his early forties. He was just born when the current emperor ascended the throne, and he survived the storm of seizing the successor.

Unlearned and unskilled, he looks unsightly, all he thinks of is a sweet wife and a concubine, living happily. But up to now, there is no wife and concubines, and I always say to the outside world that I don't want to be controlled by anyone, and the romantic life is better.

The emperor handed over the plan to King An, and he was indeed the most suitable candidate.

"I'll go down to King An." Dark Guard No. 2 dispatched.

Number 1 wakes up Zhao Junxin and helps with washing and grooming.

Zhao Jun is a little confused, although he knows that there is something waiting for him here, but can he let him sleep full first?

But when the lord comes, how can he refuse? Naturally, get up and meet people.

Dark Guard No. 2 led the prince into the door, Zhao Jun was about to salute, but was stopped by An Wang.

"Nephew, don't be polite, just call him uncle." An Wang said.

"Ceremonies cannot be abandoned." Zhao Junxin still practiced the rituals honestly.

The superiors who want to show generosity and kindness always like to come to this set. They say that they are not polite and do not salute. If they are stupid, they will be completely ruined and their futures will be ruined. Not only in ancient times, but also in modern times those bosses have inherited this problem.

In such a situation, it is not wrong to honestly implement the rules of etiquette.

Sure enough, this time, King An smiled and said, "Little stubborn!"

He didn't stop.

An Wang said: "My nephew has been working hard for the emperor's sister-in-law this time. This king has heard of it. I heard that you came to Luoyang this morning. Of course, this king will entertain the nephew with the friendship of the landlord."

After saying this, King An took Zhao Junxin to the Peony Flower Fair.

Lack of sleep and no breakfast, Zhao Junxin's mental health was not good at first. But when I came to Guhua Garden with King An, and saw the colorful peonies, all the discomfort disappeared.

Various varieties of peonies are blooming one after another, and the florists are happy, each proud of their own flowers.

Yao Huang, the king of flower kings, the pale yellow thousand-petaled flower is like a crown, dignified and elegant; after Wei Zihua, the purple thousand-petaled flower is delicate and charming; Ou Bi, the green peony, elegant and quiet; Zhao Fen, the girl in the boudoir As gentle and beautiful.

In addition to these four top-quality peonies, there are also the magical black peonies and green dragons lying in the ink pool, the gorgeous and rich Luoyang red, and the holy and pure white jade towers...

What shocked Zhao Jun the most was the blue peony. The indigo-colored peonies are charming and attractive.

In the modern world she has traveled through, she has seen countless Chinese paintings with blue peony as the material, but in reality, this kind of peony does not exist. The nine major colors of peony are medium blue, generally pink in blue, or purple in blue. The online shop deceives people by turning all kinds of flowers into blue to tempt people to be fooled.

Unexpectedly, he would still be able to feast his eyes on seeing the rare blue peony in this world.

It's worth the trip.

With all kinds of treasures, Zhao Jun's heart is full of joy, and he is also envious.

The flowers of other family members not only have thick branches and large leaves, but also have large and beautiful flowers. When I think about my poor little family, I am really ashamed.

"Nephew, do you like it? Don't you want to buy a pot and go back?" An Wang asked with a smile.

Prime Minister Zhao's son is really a flower lover, and he can't walk when he sees flowers.

"There is no flower in hand, so there is no way to exchange it." Zhao Jun said in his heart.

Flowers will be easy to flower, and true love of peonies will not be exchanged. I don't have flowers in my hand, how can I exchange it with someone?

"Hey, just spend some money. Who can deny me face?" An Wang dismissed the rules.

"A gentleman doesn't take people's favor." Zhao Junxin refused, he smiled wryly, and laughed at himself: "Besides, my family has only one peony that is half dead, and I don't have the ability to support these delicate and famous products."

Wang An laughed loudly after hearing this, which made him amused.

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After enjoying the peonies in Guhua Garden, An Wang took Zhao Junxin to listen to the play.

They sang about Queen Zetian and Fairy Peony, and it was noon after the VIP seats.

An Wang booked a table and waited for a banquet, and then brought another group of Yingying Yanyan to accompany him.

An Wang hugged and teased the beautiful woman from left to right, looking like a hungry ghost in color, exaggerated. The singer in the arms also smiled a little fake.

The two of them worked too hard.

Zhao Jun had doubts in his heart, but smiled in response to Prince An. He wanted to join in toast King An, and joked with the girls, so he was very tired after a meal.

When Zhao Junxin told the girls about his travels, his eyes sparkled and his curiosity overflowed.

The girl trapped in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion has an infinite yearning for the vast world.

"Nephew, don't be restrained." Wang An revealed five percent drunkenness and ate the tofu of the girl beside him.

"Thank you, Lord." Zhao Jun was grateful, and then let go of his movements to seize the time to eat.

He was really hungry, he didn't eat much last night, and the breakfast was messed up by King An, and he just spent a long time telling stories with the girls.

King An asked him not to be restrained, of course he obeyed the order, and of course he had the courage to eat this lunch.

He was not polite to the girls around him, and asked them to help with the dishes.

He didn't know why King An came here, nor what the emperor's routine was. He won't touch these girls, as long as he doesn't want to, King An and the emperor can't give themselves medicine, right?

An Wang really wanted to give Zhao Junxin medicine.

His suspicious imperial brother insisted that he take on the task of making Zhao Jun happy, and he was really out of luck for this fake.

An Wang personally demonstrated how to tease a woman, but the one who needed to learn was completely uninterested.

An Wangzhuang left intoxicated, and when he was helped to an empty alley, he suddenly threw off the singer's hand and was eight feet away from her.

He asked with a fierce look: "Why did you send these vulgar fans over? Zhao Gongzi has no interest at all."

"Zhao Gongzi is a decent gentleman who has no interest in women, why is it our fault?" The singer smiled charmingly.

Unfortunately, King An was not interested in her. He asked, "Is your courtier? Don't give me face."

In her heart, the singer scolded An Wang from the beginning to the end, and she explained: "Your Highness, this is already our best girl. Our lady and the top brands of other buildings have entered the capital."

"Entering the capital?" An Wang looked confused.

What are a group of prostitutes doing in Beijing?

"Naturally it's for She Ling." Song Ji said.

On the 60th birthday of the Empress, the prefect of Luoyang couldn't think of a novel gift, so he asked all the women to perform.

The selected will train collectively, and everyone will perform a show together. Not only did they have the opportunity to enter the capital to perform for the empress, but they could also get out of their lowly status immediately, and they would no longer be selling laughter at Yimen as a skin and flesh business.

The courtiers of each family had gone, and the madam in the building would not dare to let them go no matter how unwilling they were, and did not even dare to ask for money for redemption.

King An asked them to seduce the prime minister and son, of course, it was also an opportunity to escape from the sea of ​​misery. But no matter how good the result was, the prime minister gave some money. They were not qualified to serve as concubines, and they were still lowly. Wanting to cling to your son to turn over is a big dream in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it is not realistic. How can that be compared to performing for the Queen?

The oiran ladies left happily, ignoring the prince's side at all.

"Let's go!" An Wang immediately chased people away, and it was such an unfortunate coincidence!

Zhao Jun's heart is not a gentleman, and all the beautiful women who are clever and able to seduce people have all run away.

The emperor's brother's task could not be completed, and King An was in a daze.

Between continuing the mission and deceiving the emperor's brother, he chose deception. Anyway, he lied to the emperor and his secret guards for decades without being caught, and this time too!

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Sorry for the late post, I don't know if it's a problem with jj or my network, the article can't be posted, and I finally got it.

Originally the next story was about the self-combed girl, but someone said that it has always been in ancient times, so I was wondering whether to advance the modern story.

So it's time to choose one of the two. Please help me decide which one to write first.

1. Self-combed girl (ancient)

2. Laid-off female workers in the 1990s